Super War God in the City-Chapter 664: A Simple Effort

"Damn it, everyone be on alert, notify me the moment there's any news!"

The Chief Law Protector took the order and quickly left.

Mike stood in the middle of the hall, restless, and immediately connected with the allies from the other six countries.

"Dammit, Beiming has already set foot on the land of Laima Duchy, where are you guys?" Mike said anxiously.

"Mike, don't panic, just hold on a little longer. If Beiming finds you, be sure to stall him, we'll be there soon!" The Dewan Country Alliance Leader spoke up.

The others on the call reassured Mike again and hurried over.

These guys were also anxious, fearing they would arrive a step too late—if Official Ling got to Mike before they did, their efforts would be in vain.

By then not only would they lose an ally, but finding Ling Fan again would also be difficult.

After disconnecting, Mike was as anxious as a drumroll, wondering what he could possibly do to stall if Ling Beiming showed up at his door.

After much thought, he quickly instructed his subordinates that he had to step out for a moment and to notify him if anything came up.

In reality, the guy was planning to run and hide until the other six arrived, as he had no confidence facing Ling Beiming.

Soon, Ling Fan appeared in front of a manor in a rural area of the suburbs.

"Beiming has arrived!" Kuiler, pushing a wheelchair, spoke to Ed.

The area of this manor was not small, a few thousand square meters, but there were hardly any bodyguards, just a few cleaners and gardening servants.

Ed did not need any bodyguards; having this young man behind him was equivalent to having hundreds of strong soldiers.

There were surveillance cameras in the manor, and as soon as Ling Fan appeared nearby, Kuiler received a notice from the security guard in the control room.

Shortly after, Ling Fan showed up in front of the two without encountering the slightest obstacle. The nearby laborers and cleaners behaved as if they did not see him at all!

"Hey, old man, how have you been? Is this kid still to your liking?" Ling Fan said with a smile.

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When they met, it felt as though they were old friends who met often, casual and natural, without any sign of the excitement typical of a reunion after a long separation!

"Heh, you rascal, thank you very much, Kuiler is doing a great job!" Ed smiled.

"Let's go, let's talk in the room, I have a bottle of treasured '82 Lafite there!"

"Old fellow, you are quite generous!" Ling Fan teased.

Kuiler, pushing the wheelchair, led Ling Fan into a room that seemed ordinary, turned a vase on the closet, and suddenly the mechanism moved, opening the crumbling wall.

A spacious and bright secret chamber appeared before them, and the three of them stepped inside.

Kuiler let go of the wheelchair's armrest, turned around, and gave Ling Fan a tight hug.

"I knew you wouldn't die so easily!" Kuiler exclaimed excitedly.

"Heh, you guys are still so cautious. Are the people here problematic?" Ling Fan quipped.

"Beiming, it's a habit formed over many years, normally there's no problem at all, but just in case, right!" Ed said with a bitter smile.

This old fellow was also a mafia godfather-level figure in the Underworld, the former leader of Hell's Angels, who had lost his legs early on due to a scheme by rival forces.

Later, Ling Fan introduced Kuiler to him, and since then, he only trusted Kuiler, also minimizing personnel around him as much as possible.

After all, in their kind of power, there is no absolutely safe environment; you never know when someone close might be turned by the enemy.

It's not to say that the old man had no absolutely trustworthy subordinates left, but at his age, most of those trustworthy people had mostly died.

A trustworthy person needs time to be slowly molded and cultivated.

Hearing this, Ling Fan expressed his understanding. Although Hell's Angels could be considered a world-class gang, they still had a significant gap from entering the Underground Paradise.

They were still just a gang, confined to the power scope of the Secular World, and not part of the martial world.

The organizations that could enter the Underground Paradise were those whose power spanned both the Secular and Martial Worlds.

"By the way, is my stuff still here?" Ling Fan asked.

"Kuiler, get the things out!" Ed ordered.

Upon hearing the order, Kuiler walked to a stone table, moved the massive stone table, and pressed a mechanism, opening the ground below the stone table.

"Beiming, the things you stored here are all here; the box has never been touched!" Kuiler said.

Ling Fan nodded, immediately walked over, and Kuiler took out three large password boxes made of a special alloy.

Official Ling glanced at them; they were indeed his belongings, the odd collection of gold and silver treasures he had gathered during his travels around the world, some of which he didn't even know the use for!

However, they contained items the L family longed for, which could be taken out to make a deal with them when crucial.

The reason for storing them here was just in case, as life in the martial world is fraught with dangers!

Another reason was that this place was low-profile, unimaginable to most, and moreover, with Kuiler here, it was the safest.

Ling Fan checked the boxes, activated his Divine Sense, and in the stunned expressions of the two, immediately stored the boxes in the Cang Ling Realm.

"Okay, I've taken my things. Now, where's your Lafite? Don't be so stingy!" Ling Fan laughed.

Ed took a deep breath, "You, you've become even more mysterious than before you disappeared!"

"Heh, without some progress and growth, how could I move freely on the stage of this world!" Ling Fan teased.

"Alice is here, Beiming, she might have some trouble and need your help, if it's convenient for you!" Kuiler said with a smile.

"Oh? You, you really know how to keep me busy!" Ling Fan said with a wry smile.

"Mainly because it should be a piece of cake for you, that's why I took the liberty!" Kuiler restored the stone table, smiling faintly.